Sonnet 116
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
poem by William Shakespeare from Sonnets (1609)
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One Four Square Sonnet - Parody Shakespeare Sonnet CXVI
ONE FOUR SQUARE SONNET
Let's not into true marriage of two minds
Admit expedience. Love wears no kid glove
Which falters where fits, altercations, finds
Or ends when dumb observer would remove.
For lo! that marks stark feckless leaver, hark!
Tempest cooks cat's books, stands sturdy shaken,
Here, wild oats sown, dog-star to wandering bark,
Its birth unknown although its bow save bacon.
Since Love fools Time, lip-service cheeky rhyme
Within big spending tickle’s compass come,
O'er years piques havoc wreak, strange phantom mime,
Remaining edgy till wan wedge of doom,
Let be, if error writ, and on me proved,
Dumb see my wit, for no man clever loved.
30 October 1991 revised 14 July 2007 and 1 May 2010
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Parody William SHAKESPEARE 1564_1616 Sonnet CXVI
For previous version see after notes and links
Author notes
acrostic sonnet LAW OF THIS WORLD
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readers should carefully compare text line by line to that of Shakespeare's version
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Title One Four Square Sonnet...One hundred and 4 x 4 = 116 = Sonnet CXVI
four-square
• adjective 1 (of a building) having a square shape and solid appearance.2 firm and resolute.
• adverb 1 squarely and solidly.2 firmly and resolutely.
see also the game Four-Square where eternal triangle tries an additional angle
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MARRIAGE OF TWO MINDS
Let not into the marriage of two minds
Admit expedience. Love is not love
Which falters where it altercation finds
Or ends when some observer would remove.
Fie no! it is an ever fixèd mark
That looks on cats and never is awaken,
Here, ‘tis the dog-star to every wandering bark,
Its birth unknown although its bough be shaken.
Since Love Time’s fool is not, though rosy cheeks
Within his wending tickle’s compass come,
Or alters not with years which havoc wreaks,
Remaining shady to the edge of doom,
Let thus if error this, and on me proved,
Dumb be my w[r]it, for no man ever loved.
30 October 1991 revised 14 July 2007
Parody William Shakespeare - Sonnet CXVI
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SONNET CXVI
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no, it is an ever-fixèd mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star which every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, altho’ his hight be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error, and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
William SHAKESPEARE 1564_1616
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STRUGNELL'S SONNETS VI
Let me not to the marriage of true swine
Admit impediments. With his big car
He's won your heart, and you have punctured mine.
I have no spare; henceforth I'll bear the scar.
Since women are not worth the booze you buy them
I dedicate myself to Higher Things.
If men deride and sneer, I shall defy them
And soar above Tulse Hill on poet's wings -
A brother to the thrush in Brockwell Park,
Whose song, though sometimes drowned by rock guitars,
Outlives their din. One day I'll make my mark,
Although I'm not from Ulster or from Mars,
And when I'm published in some classy mag
You'll rue the day you scarpered in his Jag.
Parody William SHAKESPEARE – Sonnet CXVI
COPE Wendy 1945_20xx
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Love stays true
Love stays true
like the compass to its core
and do not issue
any wavering, to the one that it adores
and without any alteration from its state
it is fixed, pointing to the limitless beyond
without having to wait
on what destiny demands and it ties with its own bond
in the spirit and soul of the human race,
it is much more than mentioned above
and its power supersedes time and space
or it does not function as love:
whatever challenges it face or anything that looms,
it is perfectly sincere and true past death, past doom.
[Reference: Sonnet 116 “Let me to the marriage of true minds” by William Shakespeare.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Love Has No Kind Of Impediments (Cavatina Sequence)
(after William Shakespeare)
Love has got no kind of impediments,
it does stay true,
its direction does not wander about,
its simple bright hue
like a star sets an unfaltering mark,
it does shine through
the darkest bitter kind of circumstance
goes far deeper than only some romance.
True love is present in every glance,
some soft lips, cheeks
do entrance, but its totally timeless,
it does not seek
something better for itself, it's selfless,
at times it's meek,
yet wild, unfathomable in essence,
it draws two people to its own presence.
[Reference: 'Sonnet 116: Let Me Not to the Marriage of True Minds' by William Shakespeare.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Bitter Blow of Love
Love! you dealt a bitter blow –
You lay me cross the mortal plains,
Bedewed, bedimmed amongst a show
Of tearful clouds: eternal rains
To weep at my enduring foe
Of harsh reality – searing pains of
Destiny: dependable propensity
To fool myself repeatedly
That I could ever triumph over love!
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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A marriage of two is for love that is true...
A marriage of two is for love that is true
A marriage of two is always something new
A marriage of two happens sometimes out of the blue
A marriage of two is worth it when it’s due
A marriage of two is a marriage of trust
They are only very few who have a clue of when love accrues
A marriage of two is about love making
It is not about money raking
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two is for love that is true
poem by Shashidhar Kumar
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A Marriage Of Two Is For Love That Is True
A marriage of two is for love that is true
A marriage of two is always something new
A marriage of two happens sometimes out of the blue
A marriage of two is worth it when it’s due
A marriage of two is a marriage of trust
They are only very few who have a clue of when love accrues
A marriage of two is about love making
It is not about money raking
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two is for love that is true
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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Give me love
Appreciate me for every diamond i'm worth
Never take me for granted or leave me in dirt
Cherish me as i love you
Give me the love love that i give you
Give me love please i beg of you
But not the love for a beggars soul
Give me love that is pure and true
Give me love of more worth than gold
I ask you for love that never grows old
I ask for love that never grows cold
That time cannot kill and words cannot low
I ask for love that can never be broken
That can withstand the world and any of its burdens
Please give me love that no eye has ever witnessed
Or love that no lips have ever spoken
Give me love that the world cannot tear
That can be ganged by darkness and never fear
Love that has more value than this earth
Love more valuable than any worth
For this is the love i give to you
So value me as i value you
Cause if i have no worth to you
Than what worth are you to me?
So please i beg of you my love
Give me the love that i give to you
I cannot love and never be loved
No...
I cannot be a diamond valued with rocks
When value more than this earth alone
But if you cannot return this love
And i have no more value than a rock
Than i shall value you too as so
And spare my heart the sorrow
Fore as i shall never know your love
Is as you shall never know mine.
poem by Hafeni Nghidinua
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A marriage of two
A marriage of two
is for love that is true
A marriage of two
is always something new
A marriage of two
happens sometimes out of the blue
A marriage of two
is worth it when its due
A marriage of two
is a marriage of trust
Many can find themselves lost
It can be an expensive cost
They are only very few
who have a clue
of when love accrues
A marriage of two
is about love making
It is not about
money raking
A marriage of two
can be bad
A marriage of two
can be sad
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two
is for love that is true
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
www.sylviachidi.co.uk
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The Coldest Season Of Man's Life
Every man has his lusty spring,
Symbolized by errant love
As an orchid that bloomer's colorful fragrant,
Still half a man, he is frolicsome.
Like a morning star as though heralds the coming of dawn, he lives.
Just like ethylene alters the fruit ripened,
He maturates whence his mother wit beseeme.
Moral sense overwhelms his errancy,
He now is watchful and meticulous.
And most of who find sereneness in jeune fille,
Share many a moment of his life in her blissful eyes.
When impediments and unrqeuitedness besiege his love,
He strays, loses course and prospect,
And looks back his bloom of youth.
As tides of the seas wrecks a sailor's abode by gravity pulling of sun and moon,
His yearn for her jovial love
Engulfs his soul in despair of the lovelorn,
This is whence he love true.
And most of who cease love second time,
And nods nearby the fireplace in the coldest season of man's life
So waits for unalterable death,
Turn to sand where his aldrens' laid.
poem by Sukkum Chang
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The Monday Bluesky
It’s true – ‘true love no alteration finds’ –
love is a state of being, as yourself:
your love is not outside, but deep within;
it is not something you can ever lose;
nor something that can leave you ‘low and dry’;
does not depend upon some other form,
some other body’s sometime warm embrace;
and when you’re silent, still, you know this so…
Believe me, love – I know this in my heart;
beyond all blandishments, this loving rhyme
rhymes all our hearts, which cannot live apart;
we know we know this, past all timeless time..
poem by Michael Shepherd
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To Incinerate Sophists, Go Jump to the Fire First to See if it Burns Hard
And if through the fire that burns
Undyingly into the night
You see
That I am here now, brushing onto
Someone else’s cracked lips,
Then know
That it is over
And that the love
That lasts for a thousand hours have gone
To fallen ashes
Of liquor spilt grass
Listen, in your mind, jeering,
Victory to the university
And love torridly
Worn out by your self-induced vices,
Notice, my dearest,
That there is a time for everything
As Solomon and Elliot,
And out there even—a God!
There is a time to weep
There is a time to laugh
THERE is a time to love
There IS a time to love
There is A time to love
There is a TIME to love
There is a time TO love
There is a time to LOVE!
There is a time for you to bear
Difficulty holding on
To the writ tragedies you romanticize
And then…
There is a time to love
There is always a time to love
A time for me
For me to love him
Out of my last breaths he,
By no means of doubt,
Takes away
O Sickly Love
O, hail the nutrient at we starved,
That so long fadeth yet not,
But by doom yet still bear,
A blare of a life not seen,
Whilst all aversion at naught,
Let me not to this infirmity of love,
At we sickly commit,
That feebly against now we rumble,
O sick love,
What to my wandering star thou findeth hast,
To impede me this lady of finest scarlet,
Unwinding me of this covetous gaze,
O sick love,
Permit me this night,
To my woman of love hence seek,
That may hence end my long love sought,
And bed me this night with her rosy lips
and her body of fine fragrances.
poem by Folayemi Akande
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Morning Star
MORNING STAR
It is true, I have loved,
About fifty times, I have loved
And each time I have loved,
The more I have loved...
And in you I have loved,
At the most I have loved,
At the best I have loved,
Because you are loved...
And if that isn't love,
As some would call love,
Then they don't know love
And may never know love...
Yet, for me, this is love,
For the one that I love,
For as long as I love,
Near the heart that I love
Of the sweetheart I love...
And you are my sweetheart, my love...
This is a love poem dedicated to
the character 'Morning Star'
in the western film 'Broken Arrow'.
Her thoughts blossomed with true love...
Her sweet heart and her beauty
will warm my heart forever.
Superbly played by Debra Paget:
More info here:
tinyurl-dot-com/broken-arrow-film
and here: debra-paget-dot-com
poem by Denis Martindale
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Her...
I can never get my mind off her,
I wonder if she'd mind if i'd,
make her my own,
and never let her go,
hug her tight,
treat her right,
act all polite,
take her on a date,
make sure i'm never late,
kiss her on her lips,
talk about our kids,
Make her feel like princess,
living in a castle,
hope that is not too much hassle,
But i am so blessed,
hope i can be the best,
hold you tight,
have your BR3A$t,
on my chest,
pass the test,
NOW YOUR MINE!
sorry for word spamming: (
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poem by Jordan Moore
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Fool For Your Love
Writers: leo sayer & michael omartian
Oo, but love was just so hard to find
Until you came along into my life
Then I thought I would lose my mind
When you said that you wanted to be mine
And ever since that day Ive been hooked
And nothin could turn me away
This livin with yous like a dream come true
And it grows more and more every day
Oo, Im reachin the highest of highs
Every time I look in your eyes
Ask how I feel I can say it out loud
I feel like a million inside
I never thought this could happen to me
You got me just where you want me baby
For your love I would do anything
Every night Im a fool for your love yeah
Im a fool for your love
Im a fool for your love
Im a fool for your love
Hey Im just a fool for your love
Drivin home from this sleepy old town
When my days work is all through
The sun and the lights
Well I wish I could fly just to get back faster to you
I waited all day by the telephone
Starin at the clock on the wall
The hours are so long when youre free from my arms
And I just cant wait to hold you
Im a fool for your love
Im a fool for your love
Im a fool for your love
Hey Im just a fool for your love
Oo, youre givin me chills up my spine
Im feelin so fine goin out of my mind
Then and I dont care if it never stops
Ill love you right up until I drop
You know Im a fool for your love
Im a fool for your love
Im just a fool for your love
Im just a fool for your love
Im just a fool for your love
Im just a fool for your love
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Love alters not
(after William Shakespeare)
Let me state with all of humankind
as my witness, that love is more than bliss,
is much more than the drawing of a kiss,
it does no error or any change find,
it is true to the body, soul and mind,
in the simple things of each day it is
and all other allures it does dismiss,
much stronger than life, pass death it does bind,
burns with a kind of eternal hot flame
which wanders not within time, months or weeks,
its acts, its words continually does bloom,
in hardship it does not find any blame,
eternally sincerity it seeks,
it stays true, even at the gates of doom.
[Reference: “Sonnet 116 Let me to the marriage of true minds” by William Shakespeare.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Hold On Lynette The Horses Are Coming
Lynette was a beautiful baby
A true joy to her ma and pa
Free from oriningal sin she was
The whole family was in awe
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
One day she woke with fever
There was snow and wind and cold
The car was stuck at the end of the drive
To the doctor they could not go
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
Quick hook-up the team and the sleigh
By horse she'll surely make it
Hold on Lynette the horses are coming
Let's take some time to say how much we love you
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
Manes a flyin' tales a whippin'
The horse's plowed right through
Muscles a bulgin' and hides a sweating
Let's take some time to say how much we love you
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
Well by horse they surely made it
By horse they surely did
Just in time to tell them
There was nothing they could do for her
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
Well, for all those ma's and pa's out there
Who've lost their little ones
This songs not about a child dying
It's of a parent's love
One day on earth is just the same
as one year or fifty or a hundred
The only difference my friends
Is in the love you been giving and receiving
Love love love
Love love love
Love love love
Love love love
Hold on Lynette the horses are coming
Let's take some time to say how much we love you
poem by Atty Davis
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Until Love Finds You
Until love finds you,
You never know what it is to be in love,
Until true love finds you,
It will make you do things beyond limit;
Like a better kiss and care,
A better romance will be your daily food.
It pays to enrich your knowledge,
Wisdom is better than silver and gold;
Love will surely hit you like,
The nutrition for the average!
It needs more than a kiss for a true romance,
Love is the art of creation admired by the champions;
So get ready for this love.
Until love finds you,
You don't know what it is to be in love;
Let this love crown you day long,
Like sweet water to your taste.
Until love finds you,
You don't know how it feels to be in love;
So get ready for this love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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If We Give Our Own Hearts To Each Other (Stave Stanza Sestets)
If we give our own hearts to each other
then in love we are joined together,
as two distinct persons forming a whole
but each true like the compass to the pole
in togetherness we are no more alone
while we are going into the unknown.
There is nothing that love cannot quench
nor for its sublime ways can recompense
and never anyone can get of it enough,
of that great thing that we know as true love
when we make someone dear, our very own,
while we are going into the unknown.
poem by Gert Strydom
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982: Sannyasin
Sex between any two is banned,
But marriage gives sex the grant,
Not just a grant, it acts to sanctify,
Which otherwise society shall defy,
Love makes sex a love-making,
Supreme expression of love, but nothing,
Sex is a body-act, love is that of minds,
Love is life, though marriage may be a grind,
What happens to a marriage without love,
Goes on for the children in the hub,
If one such meets love in an accident out,
Marriage comes to a halt without a doubt,
In such a marriage how long sex shall continue,
As long as one is other’s detainee,
Sannyasin you may feel, I know its prostitution,
Though may give-in to you, knows the love-institution,
When family is splintered, what use of the marriage,
There is more in life than money and falls prestige,
Learn to be bold and use a marriage meter to gauge,
Free yourselves than being in each other’s cage.
(May 27,2006)
poem by Amit Biswas
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